Cut Myself Shaving


Cut myself shaving one day
with an old razor and saw myself
on the mirror with blood
on my fingers.
I did it once, when I was younger
and my features were clear
but now the scar’s
nowhere in my face.
I’ve stopped to be disturbed about
what I feel and others say
when I have none to blame
but myself.
Better I suppose to be unconcerned
with what happens today
because who cares
it will happen anyway.
I’ve lost my steady hand and
my skin starts to wrinkle
and sooner or later
I’ll cut myself again.